English: Countless dead eyes without Their dreams ever paid off The words of a poet reflect In a drift of daily life That had spit out Fragments of memory are on the way And they are supposed to be right The fact that it is 2 The silence swore to proceed till the end The crystallization of the time Picture a light A personality on my mind Catch the ripped wishes With my hands Regulation and existence Even lost the meaning Fought with difference and The doubt was born A smile and an answer Filled with loneliness A warped mirror Shows the criticism The group-mind is brightly decorated And erased its identity You speak and go beyond The present time to find eternity The times marked the painful eternity The same condition gained the pain Suppress my mind And the last word falls I stand where no one would see We make, and steal the process You who read and the standart are fair Not a single truth, so sleep on the ground